"Okay, you've explained about the drinking, but what about the women?" "Do you want the honest answer?" "I wouldn't ask otherwise" "Okay, because I'm horny - how's that? "Okay, I take it back" she thought, "I didn't want to know". "You think you're the only one around here who gets lonely? But you don't see me running around all night long with guys do you?" She was getting upset and she didn't know why, she didn't think it was safe for him to be with so many women and it was a waste of money but he was a grown man, why was she so hurt by his answer? "You can do what ever you want Jack, I'm not stopping you." He knew as soon as he said it that he should have just kept his mouth shut. He could feel her stiffen up beside him, she then took his covers off of her, moved back over to her side of the bed, and got under her covers, turn her back to him and said, "fine, I will".
All Riddick could think was "Oh, damn".
The next day after work Jack got home after Riddick who was sitting on the bed watching TV. She got some clothes out of the closet and went into the bathroom. She came out 45 minutes later dressed to go out. Riddick was trying not to look like he was paying attention or even interested in what she was doing but inside he was really really hoping that she wasn't taking what he said last night as a dare or even worse, permission to act like him. He had already decided after there talk the night before that he was going to start staying home at night, maybe even see if Jack wanted to go out every once in the while. As she was putting her heals on the phone rang. Riddick answered because he was closest to the phone. "Jack, it's for you." "Who is it?" At this point Riddick decided to go back watching TV and ignore her - he didn't want to know who it was. As it was it was a guy and that in and of itself pissed Riddick off. Even though the phone was cordless Jack stood right by the bed for her conversation. She knew she was already bothering Riddick and she was loving every minute of it. "Oh, Hi Tom...yeah I'll be ready in another 10 minutes or so. Okay see you then, bye." She went back over to the mirror on the other side of the room to put her make-up on. She could see Riddick in the reflection sitting on the bed, as she put on her lipstick he looked up at her and she could have sworn that for a brief moment he looked...well, sad.
The doorbell rang and Jack grabbed her purse and her jacket, not even giving Riddick a good-bye. Riddick would have followed her but he didn't want to give her the satisfaction. He knew if he followed them he would end up doing something bad to the guy and that would just make Jack furious and at the same time make him look like a hypocrite, which he would be. She never followed him; she never did anything to any of the women he had been with. He decided to not think about her and enjoy an evening in. He finished watching the game that was on, cooked some dinner, and took a shower. He lay there in bed wondering where she was, if she was okay. "Stop thinking about her, she is out having a good time like you told her to," he thought, "if you didn't want her to go out you never should have encouraged it." He tossed and turned and kept looking at the clock. 11pm, 12pm, 1am, 2am...finally after the clock turned 3am he decided to go looking for her. Just then he heard the door open. She had taken her shoes off and was walking on her tippy toes so as to avoid waking him, even though he would have awoken from that even if he had been a sleep. He could see her in the corner; she had put one of his shirts on and was now taking her dress off underneath it. She quietly got in the bed.
"Have a good time?" "What do you care?" was all the response he got. At that he grabbed her and brought her over to his side of the bed. He actually thought it would make him feel better now that she was back safe and close to him. Instead of making him feel better he felt worse, she didn't fight him but she didn't put her arms around him like she did before and she smelled like liquor, cigarettes and other guys. He pushed her back to her side of the bed. "You stink, take a shower" Riddick demanded. "Now you know how it feels." "So that's what this is all about, to get even with me? Why do you care what I do anyway Jack?" No response.